There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. ‘His wife? Pah!’ ‘You’re saying she is not his wife?’ ‘I am saying nothing. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. The boy would naturally attract the women, if the women were at all romantic.
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